Nikki
I remember the night my Dad passages away at the VA hospital in Memphis. David beat me and Mom to the hospital and wrapped me up in one of those big hugs of his the moment I arrived. I don’t remember much of that night or the next day, but I remember that his arms were the only one I would let touch me because he knew when to hold on and when to let go. Not long after we travelled to South Carolina together to visit my brother. We sat together outside a little church and yelled at the universe because I was hurt. He always knew just what to say to me and just what to do to cheer me up. I will miss him.